From Coldhearted Eyes

January 16, 2010
By , Naperville, IL
I can smell the grief in the air
It lingers a while around me

It whispers of
sadness, depression, and death

I can see it through the
thin silk screen of separation
Almost makes me feel a bit guilty
But not quite

They've got their problems
And I've got mine





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